Yu Xin gave Yu Qinghuan a psychiatrist, which was introduced by his friend. He heard that the level is quite good and he is very professional. But Rao is like this. He still signed a confidentiality agreement with the psychiatrist, arranging that no matter what the circumstances, he could not disclose any news of Yu Qinghuan's treatment process, which made him feel relieved.

Yu Xin’s business ability is not good, but he is very cautious and careful about the issue of Yu Qinghuan.

Although mental illness is not a black spot, if it is used by a caring person, it may become a weapon for attacking people. Yu Qinghuan’s career is on the rise, and every step must be taken with special care.

He doesn't care about those, but Yu Xin has to pay attention to him.

So, after that, Yu Qinghuan went to the psychiatrist to talk once a week. In order to promote his treatment, Yu Xin also took the time to listen to a few psychology classes.

Knowing that psychotherapy can't ask for speed, I never ask Yu Qinghuan's progress. It is only occasional to cooperate with the doctor and give him some pressure.

After one month, Yu Qinghuan’s situation has obviously improved. After he finished filming How to Love You, he even has been able to stay in the driver’s seat for half an hour. Although he still can’t start the car, it is very Great progress.

"Qing Huan, there are several people in the drama group who want to invite you to dinner." After eating the killing banquet, Yu Xin drove Yu Qinghuan home, glared at the red light and turned to him: "Ask me when you have time,"

I paused and smiled. "There are still a few women who contact me and say that I want to make friends with you and let me tell you."

The so-called making friends is also a gunner.

Yu Qinghuan’s brows are slightly embarrassing. "Brother, you won’t pick it up?"

"How is it possible!" Yu Xin waved his hand. "I don't know you, what kind of thing to do."

Yu Qinghua nodded. "That's good."

Yu Xin stepped on the gas pedal and saw several eyes of Yu Qinghuan from the rearview mirror. In the end, he couldn’t help but ask, "Qinghuan, did you really pick up any work before you?"

"Well." Yu Qinghuan was so tired that he rubbed his temples and leaned against the seat. He slowly said: "I have to rest for a while." I was afraid that Yu Xin said that he had no career and grabbed before him: "Brother I have already made three movies and received two endorsements this year."

When Yu Xin came to his lips, he was stunned by his eyes and slowed down for a while. This was a bitter face: "I played two supporting roles in one year, a protagonist, you still feel quite a lot. Forget it, I I am not you. I will give you a love leave this year, and you will have to work for me next year."

Yu Qinghuan smiled and said: "Know it."

When the two were about to arrive home, the radio in the car suddenly inserted a message.

A 7.5-magnitude earthquake struck in Chengxian County in the southwest, and the death toll has reached 1,500.

"Liang trough!" Yu Xin did not hold back and swear, "How can you die so many people? Natural disasters and man-made disasters are simple, hey, I don't know how many families have been dismantled."

The word "family" caused Yu Qinghuan's heart to tremble slightly. He coveted the phone and brushed the latest news of the earthquake. He looked at the pictures of the collapsed buildings from the scene and took a deep breath. The phone screen is buckled in the seat.

No one knows better than him that there is no parental pain. Although the people in the village are very good to him, they are not always the same.

Parental love is selfless and inclusive, so it can be self-willed, can be spoiled, can be swayed, but not for others.

From the age of twelve, Yu Qinghuan learned to fight against himself no matter what.

Even if he now has the ability to make money that ordinary people don't have, there are people who can deliver a lifetime. But at midnight, when I think of a person who has lived in the middle of the night, I will still feel very sad.

He doesn't want anyone to be like him. Even if he encounters an unavoidable natural disaster like an earthquake, at least he will have a better life if he has money, and he will have the courage to continue living.

Yu Qinghuan licked his temples and took those painful memories out of his head. For Xin Dao: "Brother, you donate some money for me." After a pause, he added another sentence, "Work hard to help you, let the money really Used on the victims."

As if he had expected that he would do this, Yu Xin was not surprised at all. He only asked him: "How much is this donation?" I was afraid that he would empty his savings and quickly added that "the revenge" was only paid. A third came over, you are a little more."

Yu Qing cheerfully said, "I have a number, this time only donate five million."

The brand-new Mercedes-Benz uncontrollably turned a serpent on the road, Yu Xin stared at him from the rearview mirror. "Five million you told me only? You earned a few five million this year, tell me!" ”

Seeing that Yu Xin was going crazy, Yu Qinghuan quickly extinguished the fire. "Brother, I used the wrong word."

"Really, Qing Huan," Yu Xin looks complicated. "I think I am the most tired agent in the world. You don't worry about it at all. You just changed a way to be a demon."

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

Knowing that the decision of his artist is impossible will change, Yu Xin did not say anything to him. What's more, the situation in the disaster area is indeed very bad. He himself has added a fraction and donated it together.

At this moment on Weibo, it was also blown up because of this incident.

Netizens have prayed for the disaster area, and many stars have also printed their own donation sheets on Weibo. Soon, the number of donations from the stars was sorted out by the people who were eating melons.

While everyone was praising these stars, there was suddenly a small group of people who noticed that from the earthquake to the present, Yu Qinghuan did not even donate, even Weibo did not send it!

Because Yu Qinghuan is red and purple, some netizens mentioned it a little, and this matter spread. The keyboard man immediately ran to his microblog, and accused him of indignation.

"Why don't you send a microblog or donate money? You have so much money, what happened to the disaster area?"

"Look at who is who, donate a million! You! Don't even donate a penny!"

"You really make me sick! Why don't you donate!!"

"How can a person who has no parents grow so big, is there no point in his heart? Now that you have money, why can't you give back to the society?"

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Fans of Yu Qinghuan will naturally not let them lick their own idols, and suddenly quarrel with the keyboard man, and this thing is getting more and more fermented.

Even a small number of 18-star stars have taken the opportunity to step on Yu Qinghuan and invented a sentence: Don't be too depressed.

Yu Xin got up and brushed the next microblog in the morning, and suddenly he was mad at the front of his eyes. He was about to show his yesterday’s donation list, but the things on Weibo had a reversal.

After seeing the hot topic, Zhao Rui stood up first.

Zhao Rui v: Do not follow the climax of the special, do not send Weibo is not on the disaster area? The keyboard man has sent so many Weibo, dare not dare to take a picture of their donation? I will say one thing. When Qing Huan picks up "Orange", the pay is very low and low. After the release of "Orange", the box office scores were not bad. I said to Qing Huan, I have to make up his pay, and then use the rest of the money to make a children's fund. After listening to Qing Huan, he didn't hesitate, he said that he would put his money into the fund. Oh, I forgot to say that the amount I wanted to give Qing Huan was 10 million, after tax.

Then, a small and well-known technology blogger forwarded his Weibo.

Taoli peach: I saw that the comments on the Internet were really mad. You don't even know what Qing Huan has done behind his back! I didn't want to say it! Because Qing Huan does not want to disclose these things publicly! But I have to say it today! I am the same county as Qing Huan! Do you know why Taoxiang built a cannery? That is because Qing Huan donated 20 million last year! 20 million! How long has it been for Qing Huan to debut! I ask you! Why do you marry him! Really angry to cry! Keyboard man explosion!

Subsequently, Zhao Qingyuan also sent Weibo.

Zhao Qingyuan v: I didn't want to worry about mental retardation, but I couldn't help it. Isn't it a good idea to take a photo and send it to Weibo? Qing Huan donated five million to go out when he learned the first time of the earthquake. Qing Huan always told me that I want to buy some walnuts and ginkgo to supplement my brain. I think you guys need to make up their brains!

When these microblogs came out, the online public opinion winds instantly turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and the keyboard man was like a cut tongue, and they didn’t dare to scream.

"Mom, I was moved to cry by Qing Huan. He is really good, how can there be such a warm person!"

"Speaking... I was very touched, but isn't it a bit wrong with Dawei's Weibo? Why does he always buy him walnuts and ginkgo for his brain?"

"emmm... Da Yuan Ge, you... unintentionally exposed your IQ [捂脸]"

"Qing Huan is a person who is worthy of a lifetime of life. Ask yourself, if you change to be me, I can't do this."

"So our small koi has been busy all year, and all the money has been donated. Is it actually a poor man? Distressed QAQ"

"For Qing Huan, there is only one sentence: starting from the value of the face, being trapped in talent, loyal to the character."

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Before the treading of Yu Qinghuan's 18th line, how many happy people were screaming at the beginning, now the face is being beaten, and even some people can't stand the netizens' opinions, directly emptied Weibo.

Yu Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief and thought about it. In the end, he still told Yu Qinghuan what happened on Weibo. The bad things have passed, and anyway, his artist does not brush microblogging, why should he add to him?

When Huo Qu took a lunch break, he brushed the news of Yu Qinghuan as usual. When he saw someone saying that Yu Qinghuan was a poor man, he quietly thought for a few minutes and suddenly gave it to Huo Wei. "Two brothers, how much do I have?"

Huo Weiyi said, "The bonuses for your game from small to large, as well as the prizes for scientific research projects, and the rest of the miscellaneous, add up a lot, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, I was shocked: "Is there any research on laser cannons?"

Huo Qu ignored him and continued to ask: "I want to transfer to Qing Huan, how can I turn?"

Huo Wei: "..."

Huo Wei: "No, three children, why do you suddenly turn so much money for Qinghuan?" Suddenly, he said: "Your account should be OK, as if you had handled an unrestricted business."

Huo Qu: "How do you do that?"

Huo Fufu, amountless for a few seconds, said: "Forget it, you will come back later, I will teach you." Anyway, these two people are all good, and it doesn't matter who the money is.

So, when Yu Qinghuan entered the kitchen to prepare for dinner, when Huoqu came back to eat, he suddenly saw the account reminder on the mobile phone, and almost scared the pot.

How did Huo Qu turned his money so much!

What's happening here? Is he crazy?

Yu Qinghuan is about to call and ask, Huo Qu first hit it. Before he even said the question, he said: "Qinghuan, you are not poor, donate money if you donate, I will give it to you. ”

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